Agent Jennifer Lu became the prison inmates personal fuck toy overnight. Jennifer's holes were gaping, and covered with cum. Over twenty of the most hardcore criminals had their way with her; they had unrestricted access to all her holes. Jennifer was waning in and out of consciousness, waking to the blast of cum from a big black cock or another thick black shaft forcefully penetrating her holes.
Jennifer's face, hair, and body were completely matted with cum. The inmates took turns triple teaming her the entire night. They fucked her relentlessly, then fed her their cum. They let out their frustration on her, thrusting in long and hard. Jennifer's pussy had been thoroughly stretched out and her ass hole reamed open.
After the inmates got their rounds fucking her wet pussy, they concentrated on fucking her ass. They saw her as a target and wanted to punish her for their being imprisoned.
Jennifer was helpless to these men. Her ass hole was fucked wide open raw, she thought they were going to fuck her to death. She felt relieved and very lucky that this was all they were doing to her. Jennifer thought being triple teamed was nasty and the act never crossed her mind but was actually quite amazed that she took in three big black cocks at the same time. It became especially difficult when the big black cocks pushed in all the way to the hilt; she felt so full. Having all those big black cocks balls deep inside her was extremely filling, and excruciatingly painful.
They fucked every part of her body. They fucked her pretty face, her soft wet pussy, and stretched and reamed her tight ass hole. The fucking of her ass hole started becoming unbearable, as her gaping ass hole felt raw. Jennifer wondered if anyone would come rescue her or would she be at the mercy of these men without consequence.
The black inmates enjoyed pounding Jennifer Lu's tight holes. Her holes felt totally raw and completely stretched out. It was messy. Sperm was everywhere. Jennifer had cum matted to her hair, all over her face, on her tits and ass, and in her mouth. These guys wouldn't stop cumming. Her clothes were covered in cum. They fucked her for hours. All the guards had left for the night and no one knew when they would be back the next day.
At some point during the gangbang Jennifer passed out.
* * *
Today was the memorial for Sergeant Dittel. It has been a week since he was gunned down during a sting operation. Those who worked closely with Dittel attended the service. Among them were Lieutenant Fisk and Stacy. Stacy had gotten out of the hospital to attend even though she was technically still under observation. Her meetings with Dr. Zee were somewhat helpful, but mostly confusing.
Stacy felt guilty and blamed herself for Dittel's death. If she could have reacted better in the situation somehow, she could have prevented everything, or so she thought.
The memorial lasted about an hour. Shots were fired and the burial lowered. The crowd dispersed quickly and returned back to duty. None of the detectives showed up to the memorial because they were busy working on finding out who shot Dittel.
Crime Lab:
Roman observed carefully the grooves on the bullet that was taken out of Dittel's head.
"According to the point of entry and the gunpowder residue on the body when the autopsy was performed, the trigger was pulled at point blank range." Jill, the medical examiner stated.
"Not to mention from his own gun. So Dittel was already lying down on the ground, the perp took the gun and shot him. That means the perp had to be behind Dittel because Dittel didn't even put up a fight."
"Very good, detective, you got such a knack for these things. So when are you going to take me out for dinner?"
"When I solve this case, thanks Jill."
Roman left the crime lab and returned to his office, knowing that the sting operation was compromised from the beginning.
Club Deep:
Dozens of cleaning crew were working over time to clean up the mess from the shooting. Brock was upstairs busy counting his money. He figured this little setback would cut out a chunk of his profits. The second thing he hated most next to a girl who wouldn't put out is losing his money. Brock was going to raise hell against those who did this. But first he was going to work Christina some more.
Just then a knock came from the door. Trey had found his way back to the city. Brock and Trey were considered mutual acquaintances, neither of them really knew each other but both respected one another.
"Well, if it isn't Trey. I see you escaped. Saw it on the news. Welcome back."
"I'm not staying. Need to settle some scores. The top of my list is Lena, my attorney. She couldn't represent me for shit. I need her home address."
"Consider it done. Why don't you let out some of that frustration in that room. You can pick and choose. I recommend Christina, she's a bit of a…newcomer."
Without saying another word, Trey walked into that room. In the middle of the room was a large glass table with white powder sprinkled across the table. Trey looked over to see the famous rapper, DJ P, relaxed on the black leather couch. Bikini clad Gina Gail was sprawled out over the couch with a mouthful of big black cock. DJ P had one hand on the back of her head and his other hand grabbing her tits.
Trey and DJ P exchanged glances and continued on. Over in the corner Tyrone and Jamal were busy pounding away into Rosy. Rosy had her mouth and ass full of big black cock. They were so into it they didn't notice Trey standing at the door.
Bent over the pool table was a blonde Latina wearing a torn pink bikini and pulled down shorts with her hands tied behind her back. Trey walked over to her and pulled out his thick dark meat. He aimed the black snake at her already exposed pussy and ass and pushed in. Christina awoke from the big black intruder enter her pussy. Christina's pussy was wet, soft, and overused from all the abuse.
"Ungh…please, no more…" pleaded Christina.
Trey gave it to her with the ferocity he used to fuck Agent Jennifer Lu. Christina was being stretched out all over again. Her gaping ass hole was openly inviting Trey to plug her, which he did.
"Oh gawd… no more please, ungh…gawd…"
Trey pushed his giant cock head into her ass hole, feeling her sphincter stretch out around to accommodate him.
"Gawd, you're too fucking big, stop!" Christina cried out.
Just then, Brock entered the room. He proceeded over to Christina, pulled out his cock, and shoved it into her mouth.
"Mmrph! Mmrph! Ccrrk!"
Brock and Trey continued to plunge into her balls deep, letting her take in all that big black cock.
Christina tried to scream out of her stuffed throat. Rosy noticed Christina struggling, but the two big black cocks inside her didn't let her move. Gina tried to look up but her head was quickly pushed back down onto DJ P's throbbing black cock. Strings of saliva were attached to Gina's lips and the huge cock.
Rosy felt sorry for Christina because she knows how hard big black cock can be to take, but by now Rosy could deep throat the biggest of black cocks and her bubble butt could take the roughest of assaults.
Gina felt lucky to be the one on the couch and not the one on the pool table. Gina really wanted to be an actress, but taking in all these big black cocks were more than she bargained for. She was relieved to just sucking cock and not getting her ass reamed. Gina didn't like being forced to deepthroat DJ P's cock, but it was better than getting double penetrated. She just hoped she would be out of there soon.
After a while of fucking and sucking, the girls could feel the big black cocks growing, hardening, pulsing to an unbelievable thickness. Gina's throat itched a bit deeper, Rosy's ass stretched out a bit wider, and Christina's holes fucked open a lot bigger. The big black cocks unloaded a powerful stream of cum inside the girls. The girls took it all in.
Elsewhere:
"Did you take care of the body?"
"Absolutely."
"Good. Make sure you don't leave a trail."
"Of course, where is my pay?"
"Always eager to do business, I see. Fine, here. One more thing, stay away from those detectives, there are nothing but trouble."
"Brock already got to one of them."
"That detective Law is the one I'm worried about. See to it that he doesn't get any further."
"Should I kill him?"
"No. He did save my life in front of the public. His death would cause a riot in the city. That would be bad publicity."
"Fine, have it your way. You need anything done; you know where to reach me."
Back at the Precinct:
Roman met with Stacy and Kim to discuss possibilities and options on their next move. Stacy had been restricted to desk work for the next couple days.
"Do you remember anything about the hotel, Stacy?"
"No, not really," Stacy muttered.
"Did you hear Dittel?"
"No."
